Long Miens Poems

THE PERSPECTIVE OF ALABASTER SCROOGE

In modern English people time, when the world was full of eminent joy, there lived a man of prestige who was totally the opposite of anyone who strives to form the...

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What's the problem is, the world is full of genocide
braking up rainbows
Polluting the skies, the skies
And still born children, old men fallen
Mothers and children crying, balling
fallen they fell down and
This world is just a Pandora's...

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Languor of the mind
I.	My, my, My how times flies.
        Another year has transpired.
        Yet, a City has not been revitalized to...

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Sommeil, vient à vous que vous fermez vos yeux. 
Dérive dans les profondeurs de votre esprit. 
Flottant dans de nombreux endroits. 
Toucher sur aucun. 

Soudain, je suis devant vous. 
Comme, je marche vers vous, 
vos...

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THE ECHOES IN THE COSMOS

In silence of sleep, I slept.
From the warmth of cava manifested remembrance.
The dreamlike state I was in is where the echoes of the past hid.
As I languor, I became contented.
The half-moon...

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MONSTROSITY

Up in the old house down by the creek
Stood a mammoth waiting on me.
Down by the river close to the sea
I saw his eyes looking through the trees.
Walking through the valley feeling free
The mammoth came...

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The Saints be preserved! Begorra! Today Saint Patrick reigns!
An excuse to get the Irish blood a-coursin' through yer veins!
A time for clans with even a tad of Irish in their genes,
To celebrate the holiday with...

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Searching somewhere beyond sight,
For miens and visages propelling into quotidian lives,
With smiles,blues and not so much to cry,
Swept away every scratch of soul,
This wave not seen, not felt, not known.

Sanatorium thronged disquiet,
Medics and Paramedics taxing...

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Ce réveil 
est lent
Ces instants qui se suivent sans décompte
Comme un levé de soleil distant
Il s'approche 
Baigné dans une rose chaude
cette fleur ne pique pas 
Non pas cette fois 
"Ne la haïs pas".
Chaque inhalation mécanique...

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 ( "Write the truest sentence you know."  - F. Scott Fitzgerald ) 


Variant plurals suffering suffixation's whims;
fly-tomatoes and the valley boo-mouse,
when the sheep alumnus in a mother-in-law seed,
animosity-cat tiptoes in the church alchemy,
genetic...

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We loved without regards to who did not want us together.
We disregarded their threats.
If I could have let go, I surely would have.
Now, I stand looking out the window in sadness.
Will the sun shine again?

It...

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Do I reason that which you think
don’t change that miens on that 
face
you have a soul, yet I don’t 
blink
for am used as the insignia of 
peace

the blue sky above, the eagles 
shudders
from where I...

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Oh, yes. A man of means.
Harsh, cold creature
Punctured smile
Selfish demon
Dark fills his genes

Oh, yes. A man of means.
Tongue like an asp
Punctured words
Words like a bee
Meaning that stings

Oh, yes. A man of means.
Hands like a hawk
Punctured...

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